Distant Myles (6 page)

Myles

Holy shit!
Did I really almost tell her that I love her? I barely
know
her. Well, I can’t say that now; she just spilled her heart to me and told me her life story.

I know she left out the parts about past boyfriends, which is fine by me. I don’t want to hear
that
. The thought of another man’s hands on her body kills me.

I can’t believe she had to go through all of that. I can’t believe she ran away at 17 and never looked back. I’m glad she left that hellhole. She should have been better taken care of. I wonder if her parents even looked for her.
I doubt it.
It sounds like they were just as ready for her to leave as she was.

I am in awe of her.
What is she doing to me?
I have never felt this way about anyone in my entire life. We’d only spent one evening together and I was going to tell her I love her? She would have been running for the door if I had let that slip. I know I have feelings for her already. I can’t deny that, but love?  Do I love her already?

After kissing away her tears and seeing her smile return, I grabbed a tissue for her. Glancing at the clock on the nightstand, I realized just how late it is.

“Are you okay,” I ask as I scoot down to get comfortable, hoping she will lay down next to me.  “Are you ready to get comfortable and maybe get some shut eye?” In agreement, she moves herself down the bed and lays back to rest her head on the pillow.

My head is still reeling from everything she told me. I can’t imagine growing up like that. I had a mother and a father that loved me unconditionally.

Wow
is all I can think. I am thankful she made it through the way she did. She truly is amazing. I’m not going to let her go. I don’t have much time, but I hope to convince her over the next two weeks that she can’t leave. It won’t be easy, but it’s a challenge I’m willing to take. All I want to do is take care of her. Allowing her to walk out of my life is not an option.

She rolls onto her side, away from me, so I do the only thing I can — I roll to my side and wrap my arm around her, pulling her into me to spoon her. The little minx wiggles her ass right up against my cock and it starts stirring again. I hear her giggle so I know she can definitely feel it now. It’s nestled right up against her nice, round, hot ass.

I reach up to move the hair away from her ear and neck and lean down to give her a few soft kisses. After telling her goodnight and to have sweet dreams, I start to drift off. Then I hear her soft voice.

“Goodnight, Myles. Sweet dreams to you, too.” And I am out like a light.

Amelia

I’m hot. Why am I so hot?
Ah, yes. I know why I’m so hot. I have an arm over my chest with a hand gripping my breast and a leg entwined with mine. Myles is practically laying on top of me and I love it, but the bathroom is calling my name. I don’t know what time it is, but I know it’s morning because I can see the light coming in through the curtains. I try to slowly remove his hand from my breast.
God love him, he’s a boob man
. Well, I have plenty he can play with.

Success!
His hand is removed, so I start to withdraw my leg.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asks, reaching for me again. I laugh because he goes straight for my boob again.

I look over at him. His hair is messy, but sexy. His eyes are still half closed. “I have to use your bathroom, so if you would kindly remove your hand from my tit, I will go to the bathroom and be right back.”

“Okay, but hurry. I’m hungry and I know exactly what I want for breakfast!” He removes his hand and lifts his legs so I can get out of bed. I look back over my shoulder and see him watching me. The sheet does very little to hide the erection he is sporting this morning. I put a little extra swing in my hips while walking to the bathroom and hear him growl. Laughing, I shut the door to take care of business. I’m a little sore, but it’s not too bad.

Finishing up with what I needed to do, I wash and dry my hands. Raising my head to look in the mirror, I am horrified by what I see staring back at me. I mean, yes, I have a glow, but my hair…
My God!

I have
just fucked hair.
I try to smooth it out the best I can, but if he can’t get past what I look like in the mornings, then I’m done for.

Opening the door, our eyes meet. I let mine wonder down his body, stopping at his erection. I smile and look back at him and then I feel a blush begin on my face. The movement of the sheet gets my attention to his nether regions. He is stroking his cock.
He’s stroking his cock.
Mother of God.

“Like what you see?” He says with a big grin on his face. I am sure he can see me blushing. As a redhead, it’s hard to hide that sort of thing. I am sure my face matches the color of my hair. I have never seen a man stroke himself before and I am quite captivated.

Walking around to the other side of the bed I tell him, “Yes, as a matter of fact, I do like what I see.” After climbing up onto the bed, I
try
to bring the sheet back over me, but I don’t succeed. Before I know it, I am flat on my back with Myles lying on top of me. God, he feels so good.

“Myles, I have a question for you.” He’s kissing my neck, nibbling on my ear, trying to distract me.

“What’s your question,” he whispers in my ear, sending a tingle down my body.

“Umm, well…I know this is going to sound weird, but would you mind if we don’t use a condom anymore. I’m on the pill and I want to see what you feel like with nothing between us.” I’m holding my breath, hoping I didn’t upset him by asking him this.

Raising himself up so he can see my face, “You’re on the pill?”

I see the questions in his eyes; He’s wondering why I am on the pill.

“Yes, I am on the pill. I started taking it to help regulate my cycle. I know I’m clean, are you?”

Now, he’s smiling again. “No, that’s definitely not a problem for me, and yes, I’m clean. I have always used a condom and I get tested when I have my physicals. For the record, I too, would love to be inside you with nothing between us.” He says, rocking his hips back and forth between my folds. I am sure he can feel how turned on I am right now. I know I’m wet, which is evident by the way he is sliding back and forth.

Leaning down and flicking my nipple with his tongue he says “Can I eat my breakfast now, please?”

I have to laugh “Yes, by all means, eat away.”

He continues to lick my nipple, only pausing to move to my other breast and then he gives it the same attention.

Slowly working his way down my abdomen, then towards my ache below,
my legs open further on their own accord, willing him to keep going. He pushes my legs up and out, widening me so he can do as he pleases. He leans his head down into my apex and I hear him inhale deeply.

“God. You smell delicious,” he says as he dives in.

Myles

I have found my new favorite thing in the world to do and that is to eat her pussy. She smells and tastes delicious. I could literally do this all day. I bring my right hand down and separate her folds with my fingers. Leaning my head down, I rub my nose on her clit. “Mmmm.” Hearing her moan tells me I am heading in the right direction. Her breaths are ragged. Her chest is rising and falling so fast, her body is arched and her head is pressed into the bed. I insert two fingers into her pussy, then curl them up and start rubbing. I know where her spot is already and go straight for it. It doesn’t take long to get the reaction I was looking for. Her juices are running down my hand.

“Myles...Myles... Oh, God…yes!” Her pussy is tightening around my fingers, sucking me in. Slightly biting her clit sends her over the edge.

“God, Yeeessss,” she screams, thrashing around. I love it. Before she can come down from her euphoria, I get up on my knees, grab her legs and flip her over. I grab her hips to bring her up to her knees, smack her ass and slide right in.

“Oh fuck, Amelia” Once again, I have to stop to gain some kind of control. I have never fucked anyone without a condom. The feeling of skin on skin is unbelievable. I will never wear a condom again with her if this is what it feels like.
Heaven
. That’s the only word that I can come up with to even compare to this feeling.

“God, Amelia. Your pussy is so hot. I can feel your pussy pulsing around my dick.”

“Myles, please, for the love of God, start moving!” I rub her ass where I spanked her, seeing a nice shade of pink. I cannot contain the smile that appears on my face. I grab her hips, slowly withdraw then thrust back in. Pausing briefly, I repeat a few more times.

“Harder, Myles!” I slowly withdraw again, readjusting my grip on her hips, and thrust in harder.

“Oh, God!”
Yep, she likes that
. Reaching up, I grab a hand full of hair, forcing her to arch her back. This alters the angle, so I go a little deeper. Increasing my rhythm, I thrust deep several times. Releasing her, she goes back down onto her hands. I reach around her waist in between her legs, find her clit and start rubbing it. Now she is panting, thrusting herself against me, forcing me deeper.

“Myles…oh, God!” She has reached her climax. I can feel her trembling and now I can let go. I grab both hips again, thrusting hard twice more, and my orgasm rips through me. I pull her onto me and hold her there. Her pussy is milking me dry. My dick is still pulsating in her. It feels amazing knowing I am filling her with my seed. I lean over and rest my head on her back, barely able to catch my breath. She falls forward, collapsing on the bed and I follow right along with her. I gently ease out of her and roll off to the side. I lay beside her for a couple of minutes, go to the bathroom and get a warm washcloth to clean her up.

Walking back to the bed to clean her I say “Amelia, sorry I got a little rough. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, Myles. That was amazing, but do you think you could feed
me
breakfast now. I’m starving.” Laughing while she says this and I can’t help but fall for her just a little bit more.

“Sure, let’s get up. I will make you breakfast.” I walk to my dresser and pull out a pair of boxers for me then grab my robe for her from the bathroom. Walking back into the bedroom, she is sitting on the side of the bed waiting patiently for me. She looks completely content, like she belongs there.

Amelia

My God. I can’t believe he spanked me. I loved it. I have never had anyone spank me before. I put on his robe and we make our way downstairs. He heads over toward the coffee pot and I take a seat on the barstool. I feel completely comfortable here in his space and completely at ease with him. I am supposed to go back home in two weeks, but after meeting Myles, I don’t want to.

He takes out some skillets and raids the refrigerator, grabbing bacon and eggs. He gets busy making me breakfast, just like I asked.

“Would you like some help, Myles?”

Turning around to hand me a cup of coffee he says, “No, You sit there and look beautiful. I am cooking
you
breakfast; after all, I already ate mine.” He wiggles his eyebrow and I feel my face flush. Oh, God. I know he does that on purpose.

“What are your plans for today, Amelia?” 

“Um, I don’t really know. I guess I should get ahold of Jamie to see if there’s something she wants to do today. Either way, I need to go back to the house so I can change. In fact, I am going to run upstairs and grab my phone. I’ll be right back.”

I run upstairs to his bedroom, tossing clothes around until I locate my purse and grab my phone. I head back downstairs to the kitchen and take my seat. He is just finishing the bacon and getting ready to start the eggs. Waking up my phone I see I have missed a text from Jamie.

Amelia, I’m at the house now. Do you want to go to the beach today? Let me know.

“
Did you hear anything from Jamie?” He’s taking up the eggs, making a plate for me.

“Yeah, she wants to go to the beach today.”

“That’s fine. I can run you home after you eat, but only if you agree to go out with me again.”

“And if I don’t agree,” I ask, laughing, trying not to choke on my eggs.

“Well, then I might just have to tie you to my bed and have my wicked way with you. What do you think about that?”

Raising my hands in defeat, I say, “Okay, I agree. Although, being tied to your bed does seem rather tempting. Let me text Jamie and let her know I will be home in a bit so we can hit the beach.”

I can see I have shocked him because his eyes are the size of saucers. That’s funny.

I am really enjoying my time with Myles, but I need to talk to Jamie. The way I am feeling about Myles in this short amount of time is scaring me. It’s unnerving.

Myles and I sit and talk about his plans for the day while I finish my breakfast. Since I am going to go to the beach with Jamie, he is going to catch up on some work. Since he is an independent accountant, he works when he wants. He wants to get it done while I’m at the beach so we can spend more time together the following week
. Ah, isn’t that sweet?

When I am finished with my breakfast, I take my plate to the sink, and we head upstairs to get dressed.

“Are you ready?” He asks me while sitting on the bed.

“Yeah, just let me grab my purse.”

Heading back downstairs, toward the kitchen, he stops by the table and grabs his keys. As I start to head out the door to the garage, he grabs my elbow.

While reaching up and rubbing his thumb along my cheekbone he says, “Amelia, I had a wonderful time last night and this morning. Thank you for agreeing to go out with me and coming home with me. I truly didn’t expect anything to happen, although I am not sorry that it did.”

Smiling at him I say, “Myles, I had a wonderful time too. I have had more fun and orgasms in the last 24 hours than I can ever remember. I can’t wait to spend more time with you. Would you like to come over to the house this evening for dinner?”

Kissing me softly he says, “I would love to. Would you like me to bring anything?”

“No, you don’t need to bring anything. How does seven o’clock sound to you?”

“Perfect. I will definitely be there.” And with that, we walk out to the garage. He closes the door behind us and walks me around to the passenger side of the car and opens the door. He waits patiently for me to get in before he closes it. I watch him as he walks around to get in. Since Caleb and Myles picked us up last night, he knows where he is going.

I wonder if he really would tie me to his bed like he said. Sounds like fun. I bet if I asked him to he would. I have never been tied to the bed before. Hell, I’ve never even had sex doggy style until Myles. I bet that would blow his mind.

Myles reaches over and holds my hand why we are driving along. I turn my head and smile at him and notice he looks happy, but also a little sad. I wonder what’s wrong. He keeps rubbing his thumb over my knuckles almost absentmindedly. It won’t be long until we reach my house.

I know this is my vacation with Jamie, but what I really want to do is tell Myles to turn the car around and go back to his house.
How crazy is that?
Having these feelings is good, right? It’s not too soon, is it? I am asking myself so many questions and I have to find the answers. I know if I were to go back to his house right now I would get lost in these feelings and not work through them. I need some time away from him to think and try to wrap my head around it.